#scythe guy you are so cool

[lilydoesdrawsometimes]

saw these really cool people on the ticktacks that had clock heads and I drew my own, and then I got a little over-confident and drew the second picture. I haven't painted anything in a while but I think it came out nice :)

[aromanticasterisms]

yknow i was a little miffed when yoimiya got her second story quest but i can't even be mad that cyno's getting his. he's been around since manga days he deserves it

[girlywhooooops]

Watermelon, Sugar!

cw: mentions of death, allusions to depression, fluff/angst

Third-Year!Suguru who gets sent on a mission to shadow the chirpy Second-Year student whose optimism he finds is nauseating. The same Second-Year student who waved at him, covered in blood, one hand pressed to her stomach in a vain effort to stop the bleeding after a mission. Grinning from ear to ear she says "You should see the other guy!"

Third-Year!Suguru who doesn't know whether to laugh or to tell her off. Luckily, he doesn't have the time to ponder as Nanami drags her away while making it known how stupid she was for stopping to have a conversation when she's minutes away from collapsing due to blood loss. "But I wanted to look cool!" He heard her whine.

Third-Year!Suguru who lets her lead, watching as she swiftly pins the Grade-I down. "Make sure not to exorcise it, I'll absorb it later." he calls out. The girl salutes him and is promptly thrown off by the curse. "That wasn't very nice." she huffs, offended. He thinks if the angry emoji was a person, that would probably be her now.

Third-Year!Suguru who waits for her to incapacitate the curse before exorcising it. As he's about to absorb the curse, he notices her scrunched up, disgusted face. "I really hope that tastes better than it looks." He chuckles at that, "I can assure you that it tastes worse than it looks." He sees her face fall at that. "Do you have to eat it? Can't you just store it in your belt or something? Like Pokeballs?"

Third-Year!Suguru who actually laughs at that. Pokeballs huh? The sentiment weirdly made him feel better. The feeling didn't last as the wretched taste came back to haunt him. The girl who saw everything in black and white, saw him grimace slightly at the taste. It was faint enough that if you weren't watching him as intently as her, you'd miss it.

Third-Year!Suguru who's left dumbfounded as the girl shoves her scythe into his hands, telling him to stay put as she ran off to god knows where.

Third-Year!Suguru who doesn't know how to react when she returns and hands him a small brown baggie, grinning like a child who got all the alphabets right. He peeks into the baggie with a raised eyebrow only to see the most brightly coloured candies shaped like watermelon slices. "Although they look like watermelons, they are strawberry flavoured. The artificial flavour is powerful enough to takeover all your senses, so much so that you'd wish it was the curse you'd eaten instead".

Third-Year!Suguru who tries one and is shocked at how accurate her description had been. The flavour was so disgustingly overpowering that it managed to mask the wretchedness he resigned to live with. "Was today so bad that you've resorted to torture?". She gasps, hands grasping her chest dramatically, "I wouldn't dare!" she says. "These are but the finest watermelon treats that a broke student's spare change can offer." She bows while offering up the rest of the candies. "I hope you enjoy them well!".

Third-Year!Suguru who mirrors her smile as he takes the candies from her. He looks at her cherry tinted lips wearing a satisfied smile. "You know," he begins as he steps closer, cupping her cheeks with one hand, squishing them lightly causing her lips to pucker. "If you were so worried about the taste.." he leans in "I can think of finer treats you could've offered".

Third-Year!Suguru who doesn't move as she stutters out something about reporting to Yaga and runs off, trying in vain to hide the blush she's now wearing. He looks at the candies in his hand, something so overpoweringly sweet to make his life a little less bitter. He smiles at the thought.

Third-Year!Suguru who sees the same candy filled bag next to her mangled corpse later that week.

an: baby's first fic!!!! feel free to send in critiques~ <3

[crowtaclysm]

Hello chat meet Null! My sona!!!

He can shapeshift into anythin and anyone but keeps the mask and colors.

The green and dark green is color coded and changes with his emotions.

He also has a spikey exposed spine that looks the same as his digital arm and leg.

His current voice claim is this but with glitches too.

He has a soundboard and uses soundbytes a lot even tho he can speak. Loves usin the Filthy Frank "I'm gay" whenever he sees someone he's into.

He's meant to be this internet urban legend/myth/thing guy.

He treats reality(and the digital world) like it's code or Blender, able to spawn, despawn, resize, move, transform and more. If you know the Absolute Solver from Murder Drones, he does that and more.

He has a double scythe because it's "cool and epic".

The stars at the tips of the hoodie can change shape to anythin, so they can be question marks when confused, exclamations when surprised, hearts when in love, yada yada.

Yes, if you open the zippers his arms and neck come off.

The crowned king of ancient internet memes and certified MLG lover to this day, you will find him blastimg Turn Down For What, How Bad Can I Be and Biggering while doin the Harmlem Shake and dabbing.

He can float, teleport, fly and stuff like that, he very rarely walks and you will find him sittin on the air like on his reference if he's not doin anythin.

He can hypnotize people via both, his voice and visuals.

Asides from the obvious early 00's internet nostalgia inspo, Null is inspired by Ena from Ena and Ena: Dream BBQ(do NOT spoil the game for me pls) and Qilby from Wakfu.

"But Crow! He's like OP and a Gary Stu and cringe!!!!!" Congratulations, you have found The Point.

[phightingheadcanons]

since it was fucking burning hot for 3 days straight, heres a little hc list of what phighters would do in extreme heat.

Sword: turn on the air conditioner to the max. I also hc that he has a pool outside the house so he would swim there as well

Skateboard: goes to the beach with Boombox and Coil. if he can't come then he go out to his backyard and spray water on himself to keep himself cool

Katana: Walks around the house half naked

Biograft: Subspace keeps them in a cool place to not get overheated

Ban Hammer: swims in the pool outside as well.

Rocket: watches TV the entire day

Shuriken: sits underneath the shade of the trees of the garden outside the Den trio's house. (I hc that they have a garden outside)

Slingshot: drinks a lot of water to cool himself down. draws as well.

Hyperlaser: spends time with his cat Princess

Scythe: really used to heat. probably goes hiking with Broker or something. checks up on Medkit

Medkit: not used to heat but he stays home and drinks a lot of water. Scythe and Broker check up on him sometime during the day.

Subspace: hides all of the biografts in cool places so they won't overheat

Boombox: goes to the beach with Skate or Coil. if he can't come then he lies in his bed the entire day and eats a lot of cold foods to cool himself down. listens to a lot of chill music as well.

Vine Staff: stays in her treehouse the whole time doing little bracelets and other jewelries

Coil: goes to beach with Skate and Boombox. if he can't go then he will lie down on the couch and doomscroll on tiktok

-🧑🚽 skibidi anon (今日、学校に携帯電話をこっそり持ってきました。ノートパソコンのケースの中に入っています。) (ykw every single time I will throw a hc here I would add a little message in another language and make you guys translate it. its funny)

I love going on little secret scavenger hunts

[justaz]

ur right percy would so bitch to drew

Ever since posting that, I have seen so much more Drew appreciation and defense and I’m so happy but I’m on my knees for Drew and Percy fics 🙏🙏 please they’d be so mean and hot together 😫

Anyways I’m gonna respond with headcanons because this is my post and I can - and yes they are all over the place and not chronological what do you want from me

Drew came to camp during the SOM and was claimed before Percy got there. She saw him getting picked on for having a cyclops as a brother and then him pouting about it by the lake and she called him a loser and bullied him until he bullied her back and she was like. Yeah. He’s my friend now.

Shes used to people treating her differently because she’s pretty, she sees right through the pretty privilege and hates having fake friends who just want to hang around the pretty girl - especially guys who just want her for her looks. So she’s mean and cruel to see if people will be like “ur being a bitch” or if they just let her do her thing because she’s pretty

When Percy was mean back to her it like won him some points with her. Plus he can match her wit. And he read her to filth she’s not gonna lie and she needs more people like that around her

She was like his only friend that summer - I know Annabeth was his friend but they were fighting and on rocky terms so he would hang out with her in his free time.

She laughed when Percy told Tantalus to chase a donut and she had to go clean the stables as punishment

Drew adored Silena and looked up to her as her older sister and camp councilor. She thought it was cool for a child of Aphrodite to go against the rule in cabin 10 and date Beckendorf without breaking his heart. She related to it as like a child of Aphrodite going against the grain since she is you know daughter of love and is the most bitchiest person on the planet

When Beckendorf died and Silena was practically catatonic, Drew became her fill in, taking care of her siblings while Silena mourned and trying to take care of Silena when the other kids weren’t around so they wouldn’t worry - she truly has such a soft heart but only for a select few

When Annabeth was kidnapped in TTC, she wasn’t at camp and heard through the grapevine what happened but she didn’t know where Percy was so she couldn’t Iris message him. She tried Iris messaging him at camp but it didn’t go through. She wasn’t worried tho (yes she was)

She called him a grandpa the first time she saw him after that quest though because of his grey streak

She tried to teach him makeup during one of their hang outs but he already knew make up pretty well - she didn’t push on the why, she just helped him hone in on his skills (he stole his mom’s make up to his bruises from gabe)

Percy confided in Drew about Nico being a son of Hades because she’s like the central hub or headquarters for gossip at camp so she can put down rumors of Nico’s parentage and start up new ones to distract people. Also because she’s his friend too and he wanted her opinion on the whole thing

She’s almost as ignorant to the Great Prophecy as Percy is since she came to camp after him but she’s heard things here and there about it and when he tells her that he’s taking on the prophecy to protect Nico, she looks at him like he’s already dead just like Annabeth and Grover do and he can’t stand it so he pulls away from her, Annabeth, and Grover to spend more time with Rachel because she’s the only one who doesn’t treat him like a dead man walking

Drew found Silena’s scythe bracelet but since she wasn’t a camp councilor she didn’t know that there was a spy in their midst so she just thought it was some weird gift Beckendorf made her and put it back without saying anything

Since they were in the midst of a war with like fifty kids on their side, they could waste man power gathering the bodies of the fallen and showing them proper respect until after the fight was over. Drew stumbled upon Silena’s body, still smoking and melting from the acid, scythe charm in hand. After having seen Kronos wielding said weapon, things started to click for her as she stared down at her dead and disfigured sister.

That was the first time Drew actually fought in the war and wasn’t helping the wounded in the hotel. She was so enraged with Kronos, with Luke, with Silena, with Percy, and with herself

Percy found her and fought alongside her to protect her from enemies that almost broke through her defense since she was so angry and emotional she wasn’t even thinking about it

He tried to talk to her after the fact but she just threw the scythe charm bracelet at him without saying a word. That was the last time they spoke until Percy disappeared

She didn’t care when Percy and Annabeth got together. Distantly, she thinks she may have been proud and happy deep, deep, deep down but it was overshadowed by her rage and grief. Will understood that all too well as they had both been in the infirmary seeing all the gore and damage and death, all the lives they couldn’t save. Will blamed Percy for Michael, Drew was angry with Percy for not telling her anything about a potential spy that ended up being her sister who she KNEW! She KNEW she had that damn bracelet, but she didn’t have the information to put it together!

Now whispers of Silena being the traitor float around and she hears them as central hub of gossip but she can’t put them out. She’s enraged with Silena. She was everything Drew admired, she felt like her and Silena were the in the same vein of Aphrodite children, different, going against the grain. She helped Silena mourn. She took over for her as camp councilor. The whisper became about her and how if Silena, one of the sweetest girls in camp, could turn on them, then Drew, one if the meanest, probably already has.

She became a bit paranoid looking for potential traitors even if there wasn’t a war to be fought. She didn’t want what happened with Silena and Percy to happen to her again. So when Percy went missing and this new girl was claimed by Aphrodite with the power of charmspeak who seemed to stand against the cliche version of Aphrodite that people expected - Drew saw Silena.

Speaking of charmspeak, Drew never really used it until after the war. She never felt the need to until she was camp councilor and Silena was gone and she was paranoid and she needed some way to ensure that she knew everything that was happening so she got her cabin under her control and put her ear to the ground to catch every little whisper of gossip so she wouldn’t be surprised like that again

She only stopped being mad with Percy when he went missing. She thought it would be some short stint until Hera gave Annabeth a vision and she went out in search of him but returned with three random kids. Again, needing to feel in control, she but in and tried to wrangle the situation under her control by grabbing the boy who looked like he wielded power who may have known something who said weird things. She was trying to get info on what they were doing here and if they knew anything about Percy and his whereabouts

She can immediately clock sexualities. She knew TLH trio were all queer in some aspect. (Valgrace & sapphic Piper is real and true to me)

It used to be a little game she’d play with Percy where she’d point out some kid and go “pansexual” and he’d look the kid over and go “ehhh…demi” and it was more like a test honestly. She’d throw out right and wrong labels depending on the day and Percy would either agree or offer a counter label.

It led to Percy being kind of alright at clocking queer people and also led to a huge miscommunication between them and Jiper. Piper called Jason her boyfriend and Percy whipped his head around to look her over, having already clocked her as sapphic, and asked real skeptically “boy…friend???” And it happened to come across more scathing like along the lines of “You have a boyfriend? How could someone ever like you?” rather than “I thought you were gay?”

Jason tried to defend her like “Watch what you’re saying to my girlfriend” or some other alpha wolf shit and Percy looked him over the same way like “girlfriend???????????” even more incredulous. The ghost of Drew cackled loud as fuck for that btw oh my god they’re so lucky Drew wasn’t on that ship

When they eventually broke up and Piper came out and Jason and Leo started getting closer Percy was. Not surprised in the slightest.

Hot take: Percy clocked Nico as gay but he couldn’t clock his crush on him because of his shit self-esteem

Drew lives in New York in some rich neighborhood idk New York I don’t live there. Google says Upper East Side so I’ll just put that here in hopes it makes sense to someone.

Drew and Percy (pre-second titans war) used to hang out outside of camp. She’d drag him to go shopping with her and carry her bags and as payment she’d take him to buy new boards so whatever skateboarding terminology fits here. He’d end up dragging her to the park and trying to teach her how to skate and it’s the most fun she’s ever had even if her knees and elbows are banged up from falling over and over again, the only thing she can feel is the ache in her abdomen and face from laughing so hard and smiling so wide

She teaches him an Aphrodite tactic of warfare in using your looks to your advantage. She teaches him about pretty privilege and is like “a pretty face will get you almost anything” and he’s like “why do I need to know this it’s not like I can use this” and she just stares at him like “jfc ur so dumb”

He ends up using it while roaming California with no memory. With no memory, his self esteem is like. Balanced out so he’s not cocky but he’s not insecure. He’s objective and he can tell that some people are attracted to him so he uses it to his advantage. He’ll smile and flirt with the cashiers and workers to distract them while he steals food or he’ll charm restaurant workers into giving him like a plate of food at the end of the night. He isn’t sure where he learned it but damn is it useful.

When (which Stoll was it? Connor?) Connor pulled the note from Annabeth out of the fire and informed them that Percy and Annabeth were in Tartarus, that was when she finally forgave him and let go of all the anger she had been harboring, worry and concern taking it’s place

Speaking of Tartarus, that scene of Percy manipulating Bob to kill Hyperion? Those are skills he learned from Drew three points up.

Being thrown back into war, Drew fought the entire time this time rather than camping out in the infirmary and helping with the wounded.

She fights like Percy since Percy helped train her. She didn’t want to train with anyone else since she knew she’d get comments like “a daughter of Aphrodite wishes to fight?” Or something along those lines but she trusted Percy not to say anything like that since he’s never been one to believe generalizations. Its part of the reason why he has such a good relationship with cabin ten, because he treats them like demigods rather than shallow children of Aphrodite

Drew and Rachel knew each other before they met through Percy. Their fathers dragged them to the same business party or some other rich man lingo here. They ended up becoming good friends and exchanging numbers. They don’t “meet through Percy” until after Rachel becomes the oracle and they run into each other at camp like “??? Wtf????”

Drew loves anime and forced Percy to watch it. He’s unamused in the beginning but soon enough he’s bugging Drew to invite him over so they can watch more because she has all the good streaming services. This is a secret to everyone else but them. The only reason it gets out is because Piper makes a reference on the Argo ii and Percy and Leo laugh at it. Annabeth is baffled. Percy keeps Drew’s involvement a secret tho. He knows how important her reputation is to her and he’s a real one.

Percy, Rachel, and Drew end up at some company party together because Rachel dragged him along because like hell is she suffering alone and Drew finally enjoys one of these stupid parties with her friends. She acquires champagne through charmspeak but Percy declines (because I’m a (California) sober!Percy truther) and he becomes Drew and Rachel’s chaperone. They run around doing stupid shit while he keeps them safe - also having fun with them.

Rachel’s father refuses to invite Percy to these parties anymore but Drew’s father is more focused on the fact that this is the first time he’s seen his daughter like truly happy so he keeps inviting Percy much to the chagrin of Mr. Dare.

When the second giant war comes to an end and the fighting is over, Drew just rushes across the battleground and throws her arms around Percy and he’s surprised until he starts to feel her tears soaking his shirt and he guides her away from everyone. She finally breaks down not just from this war or losing him for that bit of time but from all the rage and anguish and losing her sister and the second titan war and just…all of it. She just cries against him silently. She’s not a loud crier and she denies having ever cried against him even when she pulls her head back to wipe her tears.

[imustbenuts]

the hundred line coming of age route thoughts about the narrative and eito. (general spoilers)

the guy's officially multiplied inside my brain. anyway.

this route made me laugh a lot. thinking about how eito was defeated with the power of friendship that he helped curate gives me the giggles.

but thats not the real intersting bit for me. i found it interesting on a game mechanical level how much this route mirrors the beat of the 2nd scenario (that branches into truth and rebellion routes), but consistently refused to let me/the player pick decisions for takumi at the parts where he should.

in effect here, eito has hijacked the decisions for takumi and the latter willingly lets him subconsciously or not. takumi seems very happy to have the old eito back that he just. throws everything he knows about the actual eito out the window. sure he still wants eito to be happy but this isnt proper understanding, its one sided imposing of his will.

thanks to that whole dynamic though theres the very cool part of him coming up with the plan of cutting himself in half to banzai on veshy and also the not at all cool (and very evil actually what the actual fuck man!!) idea of brainwashing eito to keep him in check.

takumi does not see the real eito in this route and does not seem to meaningfully care about him here. this is like. mundanely evil shit. he does things just heroic enough to get the girl but in doing so makes everything (the truth, the reality, the nuance of the war) a farce for his shounen plotline.

takumi was this close to getting eito on his side if he just showed concern and understanding about his condition, but he just kinda went 'eh, sirei can brainwash this away no big'. the can of evil he just unleashed unto this route with that decision is so fucking absurd that im actually glad eito went final boss on takumi.

because fuck you takumi, you dont deserve the full good ending on this route actually. the friendship hardwork victory tropes? pweh.

understandable.

takumi ends this route either by mutually killing himself and eito, or he does the heroic thing and gets the girl but with eito just quitting the plot. i cant even blame eito for offing himself. ...i kinda feel terrible for him actually. this route is torture on the guy.

they also... do not make it to day 100, and the exodus project is probably still ongoing. they lack critical information that immunizes them to further manipulation from both sides. eito pulls off the ultimate pallete corruption here at least for me. its great.

with what i mentioned in my eito meta appreciation thoughts post im adding "eito can also be the judge jury executioner of the mc", but as a little bit of that as an extra at least in this route.

its very fun but also very fascinating at what happens if takumi just does his own things instead of the player braincell input

also me at eito in the final battle: "why are you here why are you even bothering to fight i can delete you in 2 turns!!! why did you engage in wave 3 like this?! what did you come here for?! go home!!!!!"

also also. shion saying "the power of hemoanima is omnipotent (万能bannou)", and then having takumi interpreting that as "erractic (出鱈目 detarame)" is killing me. detarame implies 'asspull' or 'complete bullshit' in this context.

EDIT:

this cg in the Best Friends ending is also. mwah. the way its framed is so one sided. the handle of the scythe seperates the two. interpretation ahoy but i see this as takumi's footing (social power context) being higher, and he can just force his ideals to eito, but doesnt fully go to his level to understand him. eito seems to be just on the ground waiting for death and dragging takumi with him. neither is willing to compromise their position to seek full mutual understanding

...until takumi lowers himself by giving in to his anger and hate, forcing himself and his whole deal onto eito

lowkey wondering if this whole plot was just some kind of long winded suicide plan by eito too.

[edgeray]

Hello 🍉anon again, hope you’re doing okay and I hope my writing is not atrocious for this request. This idea has been on my mind for an Arlecchino x dragon reader(similar to Neuvillette). So, Arlecchino receive a report from her operatives that an unknown creature is lurking in the shadow near Poisson, that keeps on attacking the others fatui members and stealing their rations. She tells them that she will look into it eventually as she doesn’t want their ressources to be stolen. She starts to investigate to gather information on this creature and possibly locate it and by a twisted turn of fate, stumbles into a dragon(secretly the reader)that look awfully hurt and almost on the verge of dying. Arlecchino took pity on the rather tiny looking dragon (tought it seems to be an adult one) and brought them to the house of the heart to treat their wounds.

As the times pass and Arlecchino started to grow fond of the dragon, she see in the corner of the room, a human. Visibly confused, she starts to draw her scythe ready to impale the person in front of her should they pose a threat. Then the reader just go up to her and nuzzle into her as if it was the most natural thing in the world and it was at this moment that she realized it was the dragon she had rescued. They start to bond and eventually grow more intimate with each others.

My Little Fire

(Arlecchino x GN! Reader)

A/N -  Hi 🍉 Anon! Nice to see you again <3. Sorry this took so long. I just spoiled you guys with dragon arle, but how about dragon reader? Great idea, anon. Y'all really love dragons huh? Dragons are cool af, I don't blame you guys.  Unfortunately, I dunno a whole lot of genshin lore, so how genshin dragons work, idrk. I made you a Pyro Dragon, because bonding over fire abilities >>>  Dunno why I was so braindead while writing this, but that's why this took me an extra day to write this. By the way, the title is the english translation of the last three words. I headcanon that Arlecchino can speak Fontainian (French).  Content warnings / info - monster x human, reader is a dragon, reader is referred to ‘it’ for the most part, not second pov until the middle, arle's pov, reader is gn!, 1.7k words

Arlecchino didn't typically deal with these sorts of outings, not when her job typically dealt with information gathering and diplomacy. However, she couldn't turn a blind eye to this report in another Fatui camp situated in Poisson. Purportedly, rations have been going missing despite attempts to secure and protect them. Fatui operatives have been injured, and while Arlecchino does not doubt that some incompetence may have come into play, she does not believe that they are truly that incompetent. The operatives confirm that it is some type of creature, given the claws marks and the teeth indents the harmed operatives detailed. Whatever it was, it was too quick for the members to see, and so she now had to deal with it. 

Arriving at the camp, witness accounts didn't prove to be very helpful in terms of identifying the troublesome critter. However, the storage room, where the rations were stored, provided an interesting story to her. Unsurprisingly, clawed scratches littered around the containers of food, though she notices the indentures were caused by rather small paws. Despite the suggestion that the creature was rather tiny, it did not mean that creature was not weak, able to cut through solid metal. Interestingly enough, scorch marks also surrounded the area, even though there were no burns recorded in the injury accounts. The creature also seems rather famished. Each occurrence it raids the storage room, a considerable amount of food was stolen. Fascinating. Arlecchino can think of very few creatures like this but all of them seem implausible. 

However, there was a pattern to this creature’s visits. Every three nights, it came, wrecking havoc to whatever was in its way, but Arlecchino is sure that she'd be successful in capturing the beast tonight. She orders that no operatives are around the area–the last thing she desires is some inept fool getting in her way–and then she waits outside. 

It's near midnight when she first sees a glimpse of the creature's silhouette, about the size of a cat, but she can make out a long tail with spikes. Just as she anticipated, the creature appeared, flying through the open window she purposely opened. It pauses at the entrance, as if observing the lack of guards, but not questioning it as it dashes across the floor. Either this isn't a very smart creature, or its desperation for food outweighs the risks. Regardless, it just made a mistake. 

She uses her speed to enter the room before the creature has time to react, standing in front of the window it entered through. She closes the window, her eyes narrowing down on the now cornered beast. A scaled creature, with horns and wings. Its ears flattens against its head and their wings press against its body, imitating the fearful behavior a mutt would display. The longer she observers the creature the more she realizes that these traits match those of a dragon, albeit a very small dragon. She wonders if this was just a hatchling. 

The small dragon snarls at her, and a blaze emanates from its spine, the flames coursing down to its tail. The bright flames illuminate the dragon's features more, and it's when she notices that blood is spewing from a gruesome cut on its leg. 

An injured Pyro Dragon? It's terribly small, and she can't imagine how this one is still alive given its injury. Although the fire is an indicator it's a mature adult, the size is a cause of concern. What a pitiful thing.  

Arlecchino’s eyes flicker over to the box that the dragon tried getting into. As she approaches it, the dragon snarls, tensing its body to lunge at her at any second, however, she simply ignores it. Opening the lid, she's met with thick cuts of raw meat. She takes several cuts of the meat from the insulated container, before holding it out in front of the dragon. If the dragon needs raw meat, she has a particular selection of premium raw meat for herself that she could use for the dragon. 

“Eat,” she demands as she offers the food. The dragon, still maintaining its anxious behavior, stalks closer, sniffing the food before it latches its teeth on the steak. 

“I have as much meat as you could want, better quality as well. I'll feed you, shelter you, and take care of that cut for you. Come with me.” She says, offering another slab of meat. 

The dragon doesn't respond, nor stop eating, but its body relaxes. By the time it reaches its last piece of meat, it's eating out of her hand. Arlecchino uses the close proximity to examine the dragon's injuries. The dragon nudges its head against her hand, and Arlecchino strokes the dragon's head. 

“Will you come home with me?” 

The dragon gives her an affirmative croak. 

—

The dragon did not grow any larger even in the months it stayed with her, nor did it transform into its human form yet. Its wound had been festering for quite a while, however under her care, it is healing remarkably quickly. Arlecchino proposes that the dragon is using its energy to heal from the wound. Had the dragon not done so, it would have surely met an agonizing fate. This continuous depletion didn't allow for the  dragon to grow in size, transform, or use its powers and it would have continued in that state for years had she not rescued it. 

It must be because of this that the dragon does not take long to get attached to her.

The dragon always sticks near her, sometimes physically on top of her. If it's not on her shoulder or head, then it's on her lap. Getting accustomed to how clingy the dragon is was a struggle, but she soon learns. 

If she'd allow it, it'd follow her everywhere. It's almost endearing. 

It only took three days for the dragon to sneak into her bedroom. The morning after, she awakened with an unfamiliar weight over her torso, and she found that the dragon was nestled on top of her. The next night that she slept, it was nuzzled against her neck and sprawled over her right shoulder. She'd be lying if she said it was an unwelcome sight, and it became a nightly occurrence. 

Often the dragon would play and entertain the House of the Hearth children. Sometimes, it'd accompany her outside, but only on certain missions. After all, she needed to test the dragon’s abilities in its current condition, and who better to test it on than the scum of Fontaine? 

Something else she finds intriguing is that the dragon devours fire, much like how the Iudex fancies his water, though the dragon is particular to her blood flames than any typical flames. On occasion, she uses her powers as a treat that the creature happily indulges in. 

Arlecchino only wonders what more she would learn once the dragon finally transforms. 

—

Arlecchino returns to the House of the Hearth after another irritating Harbinger meeting, rather exasperated and irked by some of the impudence and dimness of her ‘coworkers.’ She reaches her bedroom, exhaling a sigh. Before she enters, she hears scuffling from beyond her bedroom door. Her door is slightly cracked open, implying that someone had entered during her absence. From the small opening of her door, she catches a glimpse of a figure. Instantly, her eyes narrow and she withdraws her scythe. 

Intruders have no place in her house. She knows that no children are inside, as it's one of the first things she's instilled when they first come: stay away from her room under any circumstance. So who is this audacious soul that dares trespass into her chambers?

Upon opening the door, she does not expect the speed of her assailant, as a figure crashes into her, wrapping their arms around her neck, face pressed against her neck. Arlecchino is momentarily stunned by the action, but for some reason, it feels familiar. The body is abnormally hot, too warm for a human being. This isn't someone she recognizes, and she was about to throw the being off of her when she paused. A purr erupts from the other person's throat, the vibrations coursing through the Harbinger. 

“Arle…” the person murmurs, the name making Arlecchino hesitate. They lean away, tilting their head and glancing up at her, and then her breath hitches. Vibrant, slitted eyes stare back at her, that gaze only belonging to a certain dragon she knows. 

“You're the–”

“–Dragon. It's finally nice to meet you, Arlecchino,” you say, as you finally uncoil your arms around her. Arlecchino observes you for longer, her scythe disappearing. Now that there's no threat, Arlecchino takes the time to observe your human form. 

“Are you fully healed?”

You nod, giving her a soft smile. “I am. Thank you. I'm indebted to you. I'm sure you know of this, but I would not have survived for much longer if it weren't for your help. If you'd allow me, I'd like to work under you as a repayment. I'm sure you'd like what I have to offer.” 

Arlecchino closes her eyes, a ghost of a smile appearing over her lips. “Very well.” 

—

Arlecchino learns many things about you. She learns of your favorite food, which happens to be her blood fire. The way you favor your meat served and how you're incredibly food-excitable. She learns that your wings and tails are incredibly sensitive underneath her fingertips and she is well aware that she abuses this knowledge. She learns that your presence lifts her heart and it’s only you that can appreciate her curse. 

Your favorite touch from her is your head. Everyday, she'd pat you on the head the same way she did the night she saved you. Kissing your forehead and carding through your hair are close seconds.

She learns that there are some things that don't change even with your new form. While you never return to your small size in your dragon form, it does not mean you still do not linger around her, sitting in her lap when she's at her desk. You still play with the children, often acting as the ‘Mother’ role that the children did not have. And every night, you return to her bedside, embraced in her arms. 

There are a few things that have changed with your new form. Arlecchino feels as if you've rekindled her, your love is another flame in her veins that doesn't scorch her being, but instead, you warm her soul, consuming her cursed blood flames. 

It's what inspires the name that she always calls you before you drift to sleep. 

“Mon petit feu.”

[holopossums]

I dmand EVERY picture of CJ you had drew!! Pretty please

Considering I'm super disorganized about my art and don't post everything I draw (sometimes it stays just in my server or among friends, or I just don't show anyone because it's unfinished/I'm unsatisfied), I'll have to find a lot of stuff that I've forgotten about.

Actually, I can just show some stuff that I *haven't* posted! (Everything else I ever have should be here.) Some of this stuff is Krow before I added the white hair because I didn't have that idea until around April.

^ Appropriately titled "Krow Smug Bitch". Everyone has fun with the cowboy AUs so why can't I?

^ He got nervous about seeing Usagi/Yukito I suppose

^ This one is interesting. Originally it was supposed to be just Krow as a magical boy, but then it turned into a bit of a mythology AU. He's the son of Yatagarasu the Three-Legged Crow from Shinto myth. Wasn't quite sure about everything... this was probably the result of watching too much Kamichama Karin as a kid lol

^ For fans of Transformers - TFP Optimus Prime with good ol' canon CJ! I feel like they would get along. Something about that red-and-blue leader drew him in I guess.

^ This was actually my first pass at an older version design of Krow. This was a complete piece too, but I was unsatisfied within a week or two. You can still see that I kept some things, notably the piercings, beard, and the idea of tattoos, as well as the Leo-inspired shoulder pads. The tattoo designs changed and so did the armor color, but it was an interesting first try at the older design.

^ A second attempt and older Krow, I was getting closer. (Still love the fashion on this though.)

^ The point I realized that I can't draw this man thin and have to start drawing him beefier and more filled out more consistently because it would be a crime against god or something. Was still finalizing his tattoos at this point and playing around with the idea of white hair. Considered the idea of the Hamato crest tattoo near his heart before nixing it because it's too cheesy and the Hamato tattoo is something a lot of people do for older/future character designs.

^ Ninpo weapon design for Older Krow! Yes he has a cyan scythe (really more of a kusarigama since it has a chain and weight at the end). Yes it's cool as fuck. No you can't touch it.

He's basically a reaper and it plays into his whole aesthetic as a crow, which symbolizes an omen of death. Crows are also often seen with scythe and scarecrow imagery because they're related to harvests.

I don't know why I never posted this, it *looks* finished... I think there was something off about the anatomy and I intended to fix it and then forgot and ugh. But anyway! There you go.

^ A height chart for younger Krow and Yukito that I never quite finished. But it's interesting to see them to the actual scale that I imagine them to be - Krow is 5'6", and Yukito's height is reversed since he's 6'5". Since both are around 19 when they meet, they're at their full adult heights here. Long live your short king!

^ Older Krow with lightning gloves. Which doesn't make sense actually because his gloves are electrical insulators to keep himself from getting zapped from one of his attacks. But who cares about that! It's cool!

^ Scythe sketch. Just trying to get a feel for the vibe of how he wields one. His cape/cloak plus the scythe probably gives opportunity for some really cool directional flow to occur.

^ Something I doodled just the other day. Old Krow but more cartoony and goofy. Love this silly guy!

I'm sure there's many more that I've missed, probably lots of half-finished sketches and doodles, but this is a lot of what I've found.

[mochiimadness]

hello!!! i love your works so far :DD!!

can i request the rise boys with an s/o who’s a human but has experience fighting with mutants? like s/o uses a scythe and can easily fight with the turtles :)

The Rise! Turtles with a human scythe wielding s/o!

Neon Leon

He thinks you're so cool!

Listen, he knows humans can go up against yokai's and mutant's

I mean, his dad and April are living proof of that-

But he genuinely can't help but be amazed when he sees you using a scythe of all things to go up against yokai's literally four times your size

Especially since you seemingly appeared out of nowhere to join the battle-

Seriously, can you portal or something???

He stops are stares as you easily knock a rather angry lizard yokai off balance, before sending them running with a slice of your wicked scythe

Your movement were so fluid,

A literal blink and you'll miss it type of speed

"Woah S/O! I didn't know you could do that-"

He'll exclaim, before ducking as you swipe at another angry yokai right behind him

"Think you could teach me how to do some of that??"

"Sure- we should probably finish this fight first though."

Oh right the fight-

He loves to spar with you

You're able to keep up with him quite easily!

And Leo is fast- like really fast

But even when he uses his portals to try to get near you-

Your scythe easily keeps him at bay.

He's absolutely in awe of you

Your blades clash together and Leo gives you this bright smile

"How in the world did I end up with someone so cool!?"

Don Tron

Donnie's impressed!

Though, he tries not to show it

Wielding a weapon like a scythe or bow staff automatically gives you cool points in his book

And you're incredibly proficient with your scythe too???

Donnie definitely want's to challenge you

"Your scythe versus my magnificent Bo-staff, I think the winner is pretty clear here."

What he thought would be an easy fight ended up being a nearly 20 minute long battle

You both were neck and neck

You were quick to block his attacks and dish out some deadly looking slices of your own

Afterwards, Donnie offers to modify your scythe for you!

"Think about it- it's already incredibly sharp and in your hands?? Borderline deadly. Now, hear me out, imagine if it had a chainsaw?"

Donnie pls.

"Or what if it was purple!?"

Donnie no-

Whether or not you let him add some "flair" to your scythe

He genuinely thinks you're cool

He doesn't even flinch when he sees you, his wonderful human s/o, go up against a super powered yokai

"Me? Worried?? No need to, I already called a mystic doctor."

"You mean a human doctor, right?"

"No??? That yokai obviously needs a mystic doctor."

He never doubted you for a second~

(That yokai you beat definitely needed that doctor- yikes)

Mystic Mike

He thinks you're amazing!!!

You're out here with no powers

No magic

No mutations

Just your normal human self and scythe

Fighting angry mutants and yokai like nothing!!!

Mikey thinks you're one of the strongest people he's ever known!

Aside from his family ofc

He loves to watch you fight

Has and will bring snacks to watch

Ofc, if you're ever in a pinch, Mikey will gladly swoop in to help you

He absolutely loves teaming up with you

Between his nun-chucks and your scythe-

No villain stands a chance

He even uses the blades in his nun-chucks from time to time to "match with you" ^^

Loves asking you to let him wrap his chains around the staff portion of your scythe so you can launch him at people

"It'll look so cool! C'mon just once???"

To be fair-

It does look and feel pretty dang cool!

Mikey knows you can handle your own in battle

He's seen it more than once

But if things ever get too rough

He's always there to lend a hand!

Big Red

Oh Raph...

Poor guy nearly faints every time you go into battle

Yes he knows humans can fight too

But you're not even using a mystic powered weapon like April does!

You could get seriously injured or worse!!

He always starts worrying over you

Especially when you both were just starting to get to know each other-

He didn't want to loose one of the few friends and humans that he knew!

He often will go into battle and cover you,

Taking hits or tackling opponents away

But you end up having a serious talk with him about this

"I know you're worried, but I can do this. I know how to fight-"

"I know, I know, I just get worried ya know?"

While he's still nervous about it,

He eventually starts hanging back to let you fight your own fights

And he comes to realize you are pretty great at what you do!

Your scythe is practically an extension of your own body,

And you easily handle opponents larger than you-

Both mystic and mutated!

"You're amazing!!"

Raph really comes to respect your strength and proficiency with your scythe.

He knows you can handle yourself

That still doesn't stop him from jumping in to help or defend you

Even when you may not necessarily need help

He still cares and worries about you

Doesn't want you to get hurt

Especially if he can help it.

"Er- sorry, I just jumped in again without thinkin'..."

I hope you enjoyed! Sorry for such a long wait

[spaceasianmillennial]

Where Pope Innocent disciplines Aldo Bellini and Goffredo Tedesco to do joint prayers in a catacomb chapel

Like, the two cardinals have a choice not to do it, but Pope Innocent insisted because he thinks a joint prayer-meditation together around the sleeping saints might benefit them, and maybe help Tedesco see some light.

The two cardinals also don't want to even turn down the Pope's suggestion (not even Tedesco). But then Tedesco has the harebrained idea to insist that they can both lock themselves in an empty chapel in the SCARIEST PART OF THE CATACOMBS overnight, and even Bellini (desperately saving face before his Pope) agrees to it. And Pope Innocent just shakes his head as he watches the two cardinals seclude themselves in the catacombs.

Only for this to happen:

Aldo Bellini: Tedesco, don't you realize that you locked us in with the ghost?

Goffredo Tedesco: Coward! We're surrounded by sleeping saints! Are you so blasphemous to believe our sleeping saints will threaten us?

Aldo Bellini: No, I'm not joking. So there was an excommunicated priest who fasted and prayed so hard around the saints that he died there and he haunts the place now at night because it's said that his misdeeds were so great that God didn't take him into Heaven!

*the lights flick on and off, omniously.*

Goffredo Tedesco: Bellini, stop flicking the lights!

Aldo Bellini: I'm not doing that!

--

LATER

*A shadow with a scythe stands before them*

Goffredo Tedesco: Very funny, your Eminence! I appreciate that you took the trouble to dress as a ghost with a scythe and stand ominously at the end of the hall just to entertain old Goffredo.

Aldo Bellini: Uh, your Eminence, I have a problem with your theory! How can that be me when I'm STANDING RIGHT HERE?

Goffredo Tedesco:...

Aldo Bellini: ...

Tedesco and Bellini: AGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!

*Tedesco and Bellini clinging onto each other*

Goffredo Tedesco: Aldo, I-I... no matter what I said, I sorta not hated you sometimes!

Aldo Bellini: Goffredo! I used one of your vapes to unclog my toilet!

Goffredo Tedesco: Wait, huh?

*Bishop Joseph Tremblay emerges from the shadows with his hockey stick*

Tedesco and Bellini: Tremblay?

Joseph Tremblay: Look, I'm sorry. I just... really wanted to get in on impressing the Pope, after all that I've done, so I saw what you were doing and decided to join the cool guys into the catacombs for an overnight prayer. I brought my lucky hockey stick too.

*lights flick on and off*

Goffredo Tedesco: Wait, who's flicking the lights?

*Pope Innocent grinning at the light switch*

--

Based on SpongeBob Squarepants

[13minmailman]

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Ok so I’ve started working on this art piece back when Qsmp was still ongoing, and I saw a theory (whose username I can’t remember or find) that bbh’s angel form was a cherbium (that may be spelled wrong. It’s the multi animal headed angel warriors) which originally inspired me to create this piece. It’s been a long while, and while I’m not entirely satisfied with the coloring/shading, I’ve decided to release it into the wild. Also if anyone wants to take a crack at coloring this feel free.

( this is where I’m gonna put my thought process behind the artistic designs of the fanart. Bbh’s extra heads are skeletons bc of his connection with death/grim reapers/ I think it looks cool, and are a hyena skull (left) and vulture skull (right) for obvious reasons if you know his Qsmp lore both in and out of purgatory. ( aka his dog role in purgatory plus the soul vultures plus his behavior being described as scavanger plus his crazy laugh) he has a scythe for similar reasons plus it was his main weapon of choice in the Qsmp (and aesthetics) even if I don’t have it as decorated as i originally wanted due to not wanting to over clutter the design and this is supposed to be before his fall, thus him having less of an identity that is later expressed in his clothing due to the monolithic nature of heaven (head canon) even if aspects of his personality due shine through. He has four arms bc I think it’s cool and bc I think it fits his overachiever personality. Also you may notice the mild gore of the arms and heads being a bit bloody/sinewy in their formation, which is bc I believe even in the beginning he was a bit of a mashoschit (this may also be spelled wrong. It’s the word for pain lovers) and also had violence born into him (this may be worded poorly, but o well). He has the ghosties in one of his hands bc I like to think that chat was always kinda lurking around him, and also ties back to his relation to death/the afterlife/ that whole ferryman Chiron (maybe spelled wrong. The Greek dead guy driving boats) thing he had going that he never elaborated on (to my knowledge). His halo is of course a nod to his namesake and which I deliberately made to resemble stained glass due to the frailty of his connection to heaven that would soon be broken. He has throng wings bc four was too many to fit and three matched his heads and his children. He is wearing a hood in a manner I based off of the artwork of mother Mary, bc of course. He has long nails bc I want him to. Oh, and he is wearing his robes like that bc this is before the apple bite and the subsequent establishment of nudity as shameful, and also bc I want him to. And he is not naked bc I don’t want to get flagged as explicit (shoutout to bigboobyhalo for being the punch I needed to commit to the bit). Proportions are exaggerated due to 1. Angels are not bound to conventional human forms 2. Makes a better silhouette 3. What are you talking about the proportions are totally normal 👍 (leave me alone body’s are hard)

Yea that’s it

[ray2rkz]

As what do the Toman members dress up for Halloween?

(but I'm uncreative)

Takemichi: mickey mouse. Hina is minnie mouse (it was her idea) they tried making it look scary with fake blood stains but it didn't work that well

Mikey: a werewolf. don't ask why but I'm feeling it

Draken: didn't have an idea, asked Mitsuya if he could sew a surprise costume for him and this mf somehow managed to make a cool dragon costume... Draken is a Dragon

Mitsuya: something very fancy like a pirate. but really fancy. might just call it ouji

Baji: a vampire. This guy doesn't even need to dress up HE IS A VAMPIRE

kazutora: mikeys exact words were: "yk kazu your hair looks like bananas. you should go as a minion" everybody shit their pants laughing and convinced kazutora to go as a minion. he wasn't very happy with that idea

pah: a ghost. but not boring with just a bed sheet or smth, he was CREATIVE with it. (idk how tho cuz I'm not creative) it looked very cool tho

chifuyu: a vampire as well. didn't know what to do and baji just said "then match with me" and now they're both vampires

hakkai: also a pirate but more pirate like than mitsuya. he has a hook and an eye patch

peh: idk what he is but he ripped his t shirt and drew blood stains on it and his face with red color. looks very cool

smiley and angry: since smiley likes manga and stuff angry convinced him to go as Itachi and Sasuke. smiley may have refused at first but later gave in cuz it was too cool to say no

mucho: is no fun, didn't dress up at all. thinks halloween is not worth it

sanzu: a zombie. made his scars look like they are open with his makeup skills and painted his face green. looks so realistic a child cried when it saw him

Kokonoi: grim reaper. even bought a scythe and spend a little bit to much money on his costume

inui: first didn't want to go at all but koko insisted he would come along and dress up as a skeleton. Inuis costume is really low effort but it looks good

[phightingheadcanons]

random headcanons that just kinda... Appeared in my head..

When Medkit left Blackrock after the disaster, he was met with the sun for the first time. He probably saw it and was like "What the hell... Why is there a giant glowing ball in the sky..?" Or something. Scythe teased him for it.

Valk seems like the kind of person do be into more rock style music. Specifically the band Muse. (Totally not projecting or anything tf you mean..)

Vine is literally the sweetest sweetheart you'll ever meet, but NEVER EVER piss her off. She will kill you in an instant once her patience runs out. Shuri learned this the hard way by breaking something that ment the world to vine, and didn't confess to it or said sorry (playing innocent and all). Shuri did make up for it after though cuz he didn't want his ass beat /silly!

I PERSONALLY THINK PREDISASTER SUB AND MED HAD SOME FORM OF RELATIONSHIP GOING. NOTHING TOO SERIOUS. Just like... A platonic kinda thing, but whenever med was asked about it he'd pull the 'I don't even know that guy' shmuck. (YAYYYY PREDISASTER SUBKIT /silly!)

Banhammer, for Dom or Valks birthday, would purposefully get a gift thats too heavy and leave it at their door. Just to make them struggle. (That's bans form of teasing!)

I think Shuri is allergic to cats. If he wasn't, the entire faction of Thieves Den would be filled with cats because of Sling and his cat obsession.

With that, Sling knows every single cat EVERYWHERE. he knows their names by memory. (somehow, cuz I also think he has the memory of a goldfish.) He'll be hanging out with skate or boombox, and he'll see some cat, and be like. "Hey! That's 'insert cat name here'!!" And go and pet it. Cats are always super friendly with him. He's just the cat whisperer.

I remember that one skateboard skin that was like...snowboard or something. I think it says "im going to Blackrock because of their snowy mountains!". Blackrock, is in fact, NOT safe to ski or snowboard. People would think so, but the rocks are too jagged to be safe. I mean, if you're willing to risk it and all, go for it. It's trails are probably marked for 'experienced' skiers and snowboarders.

Rockets room is super cool looking. It would probably decorated with random stuff top to bottom, but overall it'd look cool. He'd probably have a black and blue theme for obvious reasons, but have his walls covered in stuff like posters, pictures, blueprints for rocket or launcher prototypes, maybe even a CD or two.

ANYWAYS YAH!! I SHAL BE BACK!!.. once I get more.. <:3

-🎉🖤

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[bcbdrums]

A Soul Eater fanfic.

The silence of the library was almost eerie up on the fourth level. The first few times Maka had been there alone she had been almost frightened, anxious that someone or something would catch her there violating the rules, or worse.

She stepped slowly, the only sounds the soft pacing of her soles on the ancient floorboards and the distant ambiance of the cooling system. The library had been a great source of comfort to her lately, ever since the noise at home had become...less than pleasant.

She took a deep breath, gratefully breathing the scent of age and peace, and then exhaled slowly. She continued walking toward where a panel of sun was illuminating a small square of the floor, watching the dust float leisurely through the air. And then, she stopped—there was a small stack of books on the floor she hadn't remembered seeing before.

"Hmm," she hummed thoughtfully. "The academy is always kept really neat."

She approached the stack of books and stared down at them. The ten-year-old studied the smooth covers for a moment before reaching down to pick up one of the heavy tomes. These were newer publications, judging by their appearance and the white edges of their pages. There was also not one speck of dust atop the stack.

"Hmm," she repeated. She was about to flip open the book, when a quiet cough arrested her attention.

"Hello..?" she called softly, stepping forward down the aisle of shelves. She had never encountered another soul on level four. Even when she came with her papa, they were the only ones there.

There was no reply to her call, but she listened intently, closing her eyes to focus her senses. And after a moment, more than hear, she could feel a familiar presence nearby, intent upon something.

She opened her eyes and continued down the row of shelves.

"Hello? Who's there?" she called softly, her gaze fixed on the patch of sunlight on the floor. She reached the end of the row and stepped around the tall shelf, and...she was nearly blinded by the reflection of sunlight off of electric blue hair.

"Huh?" the boy said, snapping out of the study of the book in his lap. His face was in shadow due to the sunlight from the window behind him, and he glanced around as if dazed for a moment before his eyes found the girl at the end of the row. "Oh, it's you Maka."

"How did you get up here, Black Star?"

"Do you even need to ask? I'm the world's greatest assassin after all."

"So you snuck in?"

"Not all of us can get special privileges being Death Scythe's daughter," Black Star said with a slight eye-roll before frowning down at his book.

Maka pursed her lips, her cheeks reddening. Why was he always bringing up her dad?

"Since when do you read? The only time I've ever seen you touch a book is when I hit you with them."

She crossed the distance between them and peered down at the pages thick with text...only for Black Star to slam the volume shut and tuck it to his chest.

"Mind your own business, will ya? Can't a guy just want some alone time?"

"Sure... But you spend your alone time trying to do five hundred push-ups. Not going to the library."

"So I wanted to sit and read for once, big deal. Don't tell anybody."

Black Star's eyes were narrowed upon hers, and he still held the book tightly to his chest, concealing its title and any other useful information.

"Okay. So what's so interesting you had to sneak up to level four to find information?"

"I told you, none of your business," Black Star said with a scowl.

Maka frowned. She considered for a moment trying to steal the book away from him, but fights with Black Star usually ended her first in the academy's infirmary, and then grounded with a lecture from both of her parents. And the last place she wanted to be right now was stuck at home.

"Fine," she said, turning on her heel to go back the way she came.

She was about to turn back down the row of books, when she spotted the stack on the floor again that had surely been taken off their shelves by Black Star. She sighed in annoyance and bent down to start picking them up. She couldn't count on him to put them back, if he even remembered he'd taken them all out to begin with.

She read the catalog number on the first, and then stood to slide it into its spot on the shelf. But as she peered at the second, her eyes drifted to the title: Important Battles of the Twentieth Century, Volume III

Maka looked at the other titles. They were all in the same series, except for the one that was missing.

She peered back around the shelf to where Black Star had re-opened the book and was scowling down at the page.

Her brow furrowed, and she began tiptoeing forward. She fairly held her breath as she strained to see anything on the page before he became aware of her presence and snapped the book shut again.

Black Star turned the page backward, and Maka's brow rose. This page had an illustration of a large, jaggedly-drawn star, and she could make out the same word in a header atop the page.

"Hey!" Black Star said, clutching the book to his chest again. "What, can't find a single interesting book up here anymore? You have to read mine?"

Maka frowned. "So who's this 'Star Clan' you're so interested in, but that you don't want me to know about?"

"What part of 'mind your own business' do you not understand?"

Maka hesitated. There was something in her sometime-friend's eyes that made her wonder if his ire was motivated by something other than a desire for privacy. For some reason she thought he might cry, even though she knew it was far more likely he'd give her a black eye before she ever saw that type of weakness in him.

"You're right."

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, Black Star. Go ahead, read your book. I won't bother you."

She turned to go back the way she'd come a second time. After she finished putting away the rest of the books, she'd find one of her old favorites to read. Perhaps the history of scythes; it never ceased to fascinate her.

"Hey... Wait, Maka!"

She turned around.

"What now?"

Black Star looked uncertain. "If you swear to never tell anyone... Not a single soul. Not even your old man..."

"Yeah..?"

"Could you uh... Read this to me?"

Maka looked down at her friend. His visage had changed again. The stubborn pride hadn't gone, but there was something again in his eyes that she couldn't put a name to. But he was holding his breath where he now sat erect, the book open across his lap as he waited for her reply.

"Okay" she said. And as she walked back to sit at his side, the tension left his shoulders. She found herself relieved when the hint of a familiar smile turned the corners of his mouth. And even with the shadow across his face, his eyes shone bright.

[pumpkin-patch-cat]

New Job, Who Dis?!

(Grim x Gender Neutral Reader)

Warnings:(DLC ending spoilers. Suggestive themes)

Grim is now living rent free in my brain.

After completing the DLC ending of A Date with Death, I have decided it is my favorite ending and conjured up a little dialog. This oneshot hints to the endings outcome, so spoiler warning ⚠️. This was written quickly, so pardon any grammatical errors! Enjoy!

“Hold up, start from the top. What's my job description again?”

“Your job will be to give life back to those who aren't supposed to die. Sometimes, innocent people are caught up in things where losing their life was NOT part of the original plan. Because your soul harbors the essence of life itself, with you at my side, you'll be able to attempt to save those people who are at the presepist of dying too early.”

“Attempt?” You eye him quizzically from your place at your desk. Casper is sat at the foot of your bed, long legs outstretched, hands in his lap. He nods and continues.

“Basically, when a mortal is on the verge of death, their soul has become tainted with what we call a ‘blight’ or ‘blight of death’. Similar to ‘the taint’ for reapers, though much much harder to bounce back from when the soul or a mortals very existence is overtaken or ‘infected’ if you will. Some people can bounce back on their own, while others succumb and meet their unfortunate end. I say attempt because sometimes a mortal is beyond cleansing. The blight is too far gone, and no amount of divine intervention will save their existence....so naturally, when we, no, you receive cases like this, time is of the essence.

“I see...wow, that's heavy. No pressure or anything. Sheesh.”

“Yes. The job will be difficult at times. Y/n, there will be times when a person will be beyond help. You'll want to save them desperately. Times where no matter how much effort is placed into saving them, it may not work, and you will be angry. I can't tell you how many times I've witnessed an innocent person parish entirely too early at the hands of a twisted version of fate. Those moments are out of my hands, and I have to ferry them away regardless. But that's where you'll come in.” 

“Sooo I'm basically an angel??”

“No, they're grotesque creatures. They instill fear in humans and sugar coat their acts with pretty words. You'll actually give hope. Plus, you're much prettier than they are. Who really needs that many eyes and wings, honestly??? But anyways…”

You fall silent in deep thought.

“Y/n? Why are you screwing up your face like that?”

“Can I really do this, Casper? What if I mess up??”

“My sweetest, little nightmare. I'll be there with you every step of the way.” Casper smiles reassuringly.

“Thank God. OH! Do I get a cool ass scythe of my own, too?” You perk up almost immediately, wistfully looking at his impressive weapon that is currently leaning against your wall nearest the door.

“I...I'll never get used to the way you can flip subjects so easily. But yes, I guess. Once you're settled, we will get you fitted with a 'cool ass scythe'. Or at least a decent weapon you'll use to channel your soul energy. I know a guy.”

“You know a guy? That doesn't sound shady at all, but fuck yea!”

He chuckles softly at your enthusiasm.

“I'm glad you're okay with this decision. I really couldn't think of a better way for this to work out for both of us but-”

“But you have a big, sexy brain that was able to figure it out, now you're stuck with me foreeevvver.” You beam, triumphantly.

“I suppose I am, and quite frankly, I would have it no other way.” With a smile on his face, Casper stands, reaches for your hands, and pulls you to your feet.

“Awww, little reaper. Since when did you get so mushy? It makes me want to violate yo- I mean...I could really go for some food right about now. Yea, food. That's what I meant."

“...You really are something else. We will grab something on the way to my place.”

“Bet. Finally making good on us moving in together?”

“Obviously. I can't escape you.” With a chuckle, he brushes his nose against yours playfully.

“It was inevitable, Casper” You respond. The grin that spreads across your face makes his "supposedly" cold heart warm.

“Seems so…and by the way…”

Casper slips his arm around your waist gently, leaning into your ear.

“I'll take you up on that offer of 'violating' me later, my little nightmare.”

“You just want to be stepped on.”

“S-stepped on? What..uh...I”

“The blush on your cheeks says you do. Can't take it back now. Your fate is sealed. I hope you're ready.” you wink.

“Haaa....fuck.”